Chapter Twenty-Seven: Go Home and Wait for Me

When she saw that crying face was about to stick to her dress, Shen Ling looked disgusted, and she only felt goosebumps all over her body.

"Ah——!h

With a scream, Song Xinyu was kicked out again.

Shen Ling shook her dress in disgust, put on a pitiful face, and looked at Jing Xi, "Husband, let Ling'er go into the palace with you to meet the saint." ”

Through those big clear eyes, Jing Ci saw the thoughts that the woman in front of her couldn't hide, and smiled unconsciously.

Seeing that he was just smiling and looking at himself silently, Shen Ling tilted his head in confusion.

Now that the human and material evidence are in his hands, as long as he sues the emperor together, he will definitely be able to bring down Song Xinyu in one fell swoop.

Jing Ci's Danfeng eyes narrowed slightly, lowered her body, and put her thin lips to her ear, "You haven't settled accounts with you yet, don't worry, I will help you, go home and wait for me." ”

The warm words came into his ears with a slight snort, and Shen Ling only felt numb and numb, and couldn't help but snort.

Before Shen Ling could come back to his senses, Jing Xi got up and ordered the guards behind him, "Come on, send Princess Shen back to the house." ”

In the end, everyone only saw Shen Ling, who was suffocated and aggrieved, followed the guards back to the house, and Song Xinyu, who was crying miserably and was taken away.

……

In the spacious and bright carriage, Jing Xi was sitting motionless on the right seat.

In a trance, the memory fell into the shy snort just now, and his thin lips hooked slightly.

"Lord, are you looking for me?"

A guard lifted the curtain of the carriage and stood respectfully in it.

The voice pulled the memories back to reality, Jing Xi raised his eyes and looked at the person, and said coldly, "What news is there from the palace recently?" ”

The man pondered for a moment, and then spoke with a little hesitation, "The emperor has learned that Princess Shen Ling has lived in the National Teacher's Mansion. ”

"How did he know?"

At the mention of the word "Shen Ling", Jing Xi's expression seemed to be slightly stunned, and he regained his calm in an instant.

"It should be Princess Song and her mother who blocked the news spread by the people in the palace, which attracted the attention of the emperor, and he also remembered Princess Shen Ling."

The guard thought for a while, with an uncertain emotion in his eyes, and continued, "The emperor should want Princess Shen Ling to continue to live in the palace. ”

Jing Ci's handsome face was lukewarm, and he waved his hand casually, signaling the man to retreat.

Jing Xi was the only one left in the carriage.

He pondered for a moment with the teacup, and slowly spit out a sentence, "Let her go back, it should be for the phoenix heart." ”

No one in the car answered.

He closed his eyes and leaned back into the carriage, and said to himself, "I didn't expect this old thing to take such a fancy to the phoenix heart." ”

A moment passed.

That Danfeng's eyes opened suddenly, and the anger under his eyes was raging.

"In that case, then it's no wonder that I rebelled and seized power."

……

National Teacher's House.

Shen Ling, who was forcibly pulled back, shrank in his room with an aggrieved expression.

Under the boredom, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

Then he jumped in the direction of the private treasury of the National Teacher's Mansion, and the guards guarding the private treasury saw Shen Ling and retreated respectfully.

Looking at the various precious medicines that had been replenished in the room, Shen Lingwan smiled, and her eyes flashed with pride.

When she came out of the private vault again, she was already carrying a large bag of cloth in her hand.

"Remember to let your national teacher continue to make up for it."

After Shen Ling walked out a few steps, as if thinking of something, he turned his head to look at the guard at the door and threw a look.

When he returned to his room, Slender Jade Finger carefully took out the medicinal materials from the cloth bag.

"Qing'er, go outside and watch, don't let anyone in."

Shen Ling draped the hair on her forehead and commanded Qing'er, who was a little at a loss in the room.

When the door closed, she was the only one left in the room.

The matter of the National Teacher peeking at her medicine before couldn't help but come to mind.

Shen Ling hooked her lips slightly, her vigilant eyes swept around the room, and she didn't forget to take a look at some dark corners.

After confirming that there was no one, he took out the scar removal medicine unhurriedly and placed the rows of gold needles neatly.

She looked at herself in the mirror and stroked the scar that had faded a little.

This face is really beautiful, no wonder Song Xinyu would disfigure her face first, and then want to kill her.

Hatred wells up in my heart.

"Whew."

She took a deep breath to try to calm herself, and raised her hand to fiddle with the ointment and gold needle, handling the scar on her face with ease.

This time, with the blessing of the drug, the scar is no longer reflected in the mirror.

Willow eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, thin lips under the high nose bridge.

"If the scar on my face is healed now, it may cause unnecessary trouble."

Shen Ling sighed softly, and finished speaking with some concern, but there was a flash of inspiration in his mind.

"Qing'er!"

She shouted at the door, raising her voice.

In the next second, a little maid hurriedly broke through the door, "What's wrong, Miss?" What's wrong? ”

Amused by this scene, Shen Ling covered her mouth and smiled, "Go get me some dry dirt." ”

Even if she didn't know what the effect of this soil was, Qing'er obediently prepared it.

While waiting for Qing'er to come back, Shen Ling smashed the poisons in the cloth bag one by one.

"Be prepared, there's always a time to use it."

She touched the beads of sweat on her forehead, and little by little mixed the medicine according to the ratio.

I don't know how long it took, there were bursts of footsteps in my ears, and the corners of Shen Ling's mouth, who was addicted to making drugs, rose.

It should be Qing'er's little girl who is back.

As expected, the little girl came back with a bag of dry soil, put it on the table, and left respectfully.

"Since it can't be discovered, it's better to hide it."

After that, Shen Ling pushed the cured poison, took a clean porcelain flower bowl, pinched some soil, and put some ointment.

It wasn't until the object in the bowl was half-sticky that a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

In front of the mirror, he quietly touched the paste little by little along the marks of the scar.

After it was dried, it was strikingly similar to the original scar!

Now, everything is in place.

……

At the same time, in the palace.

Jing Ci was invited to the imperial study, although he didn't need the court's courtesy, Jing Ci just stood aside respectfully.

"Come, give a seat."

The old emperor raised his hand with a smile on his face for a while, and a eunuch stepped forward to take a seat for Jing Xi.

"I don't know why Your Majesty is looking for a minister?" The indifference on Jing Xi's face was an incomprehensible expression.

No one knew what the two had talked about in the study.

It's just that when Jing Ci left, his face was a little gloomy, and there were some more grandmothers and eunuchs in the palace behind him.